Page 25 of Witch's Rite
"I can tell you exactly why," I said, and she looked up at me expectantly. "It's because of who you are, and your long history with us. The history that you are slowly beginning to remember."
"Oh yeah. More of what you can't tell me," she sighed, leaning her head against my chest.
I pulled her hips tight against mine so she could feel how hard I still was.
"After I'm buried inside you, there won't be much more to tell." I kissed a slow trail down her neck to her shoulder. "You're already remembering, aren't you?"
"I remember you as both Odin and Loki," she breathed, her eyelids closing halfway as she melted into me.
"Yes, whatever the humans needed at the time," I affirmed, reaching down for her firm ass once again. "And you were?"
"A priestess of Freyja," she moaned, lifting one leg to wrap around my hip. "The goddess of love and fertility."
"And such a goddess you are," I growled as I pulled both of her legs up to wrap around me.
Instead of the wall, I opted to carry her to the counter, setting her down on the cool surface but still keeping my hands firmly attached to her ass.
“You used to turn invisible and fuck me in front of everyone at the rituals,” she rasped against my ear. “They treated me like a queen because I had a direct line to the gods. They saw me being ravaged and possessed with their own eyes and fell to their knees saying your name.”
“Mm, what good times we had,” I groaned.
Her mouth found mine and drew the sweetest kiss from me. It peeled back all my barriers, released my resolve as I melted into her. I sought to dominate her mortal body but held my immortal soul between her lips.
She molded to my touch, leaning into my palms and pulling me closer eagerly. My sexy little witch seemed content with the answer to her question.
Still, I pulled back abruptly, leaving her breathless.
"Anything else you want to know?" I quipped.
"No. I'll let you know if I do," she said, reaching for me.
I grabbed her hands and placed slow, deliberate kisses on her wrists, watching her expression the whole time.
"Are you sure?"
"Raum, if you're not fucking me on this counter within two minutes, I'm kicking you out."
"Mm, sorry to disappoint, little witch." I drew in closer, pulling her thighs around my waist again. "It's going to take a lot longer than that."
I silenced her protests with a hard kiss, surging my tongue between her sweet lips until she caressed it with her own.
Her shirt came off first, in one swift movement over her head, and then mine. I released a groan as she trailed light, nibbling kisses from my throat and down my chest. She always used to do that and I loved it. Did she remember?
"It feels like Iknowyou. Like we've done this before," she whispered. "It was the same with Sal. Logically, my brain is telling me this is the first time but I know how you are, and what you like."
"Because wehavedone this before," I told her, gliding my palms across her bare skin. "We know each other better than two human lovers ever could. You know that instinctually."
I captured her mouth in another deep kiss, relishing in her taste and the feel of her bare skin on mine. How good and right she felt after centuries apart was indescribable.
My fingers skimmed across her waist and belly to flick open the button on her jeans. I peeled her pants off her long legs, leaving her in a matching black bra and panties. She reached for my zipper but I pinned her wrists at her sides and grazed my teeth across her shoulder.
She wanted to teaseme?Now the real teasing would begin.
Her panties were already soaked, and her mouthwatering, womanly scent filled my nostrils. I didn't dare touch her there with my hands yet, I'd be too tempted to let her cum too soon. Instead, I pressed my straining erection against her swollen, hot sex. One hand on her delicate waist kept her from squirming away as I sucked her shoulder and neck, my other hand inching under her bra.
"Oh, Raum," she moaned and gasped as I rolled her pert little nipples between my fingers. She clutched at my arms and shoulders as I continued mottling her perfect flesh, discarding her bra and sucking those sweet nipples between my teeth.
Her wetness began coating the front of my jeans from her desperate writhing against me.
